Weekending Stuffs
May. 7th, 2012 04:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sakon76The Renfaire was awesome. I actually kind of like the new layout, which gives it far less of the "long single winding street" feel. Unfortunately, one of the vendors I was planning to stalk and purchase from, the Gilroy garlic booth, was not there. :( But, Sound and Fury's new show "Hamlet and Juliet" is just as great as "Testacles and the Sack of Rome," the one-man show "The Wit of Will," which I think has gotten renamed since I last saw it, was likewise great in its attempts to make Hamlet more approachable, and Wonderful Husband and I ended up walking out with Circa Paleo's entire CD catalogue. The Poxy Boggards were also good, though they weren't projecting very well during the performance we caught. And I go again this weekend, and next!
Saturday morning I did my usual round of estate sales. One was sufficiently "how the other half live" that I felt uncomfortable (and poor, and badly dressed). On the other end of the spectrum was the sale that was a packrats' house. Where for the first time ever I ran into canning supplies that scared me. Picture this: in a dark shed on the side of the house, canning jars in water-rotted boxes, their lids coated thick with dust, some with preserves floating inside, some empty. Visions of botulism dancing through my head, I backed away quickly. That said, I did come away with half a dozen 1950s sewing manuals, which are proving to be absolutely fascinating reading!
Saturday morning I did my usual round of estate sales. One was sufficiently "how the other half live" that I felt uncomfortable (and poor, and badly dressed). On the other end of the spectrum was the sale that was a packrats' house. Where for the first time ever I ran into canning supplies that scared me. Picture this: in a dark shed on the side of the house, canning jars in water-rotted boxes, their lids coated thick with dust, some with preserves floating inside, some empty. Visions of botulism dancing through my head, I backed away quickly. That said, I did come away with half a dozen 1950s sewing manuals, which are proving to be absolutely fascinating reading!
